Purrrfect was tired of having to explain, no, she was not Frank Sinatra or Judy Collins in spite of those arresting blue eyes. She couldn’t sing a lick; in fact, her yeowling sounded like a child being punished. Hers was not a career in music . . .
When Purrrfect heard the Crystal Gayle song, “Don’t It Make My Brown Eyes Blue,” she wondered, “Why not just do it right the first time, like I did . . .”
Lucy had heard people speak about sitting in “The catbird seat;” they made it sound intriguing, something to be longed for, but she had to wonder, what is a Catbird seat . . .?
Her friends (?) called Zoe stupid–after all, she lost her tail–but when she told them she was born that way, they told her “That wasn’t the only thing you were born without, like your brain . . .”
